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I stared at the young man in front of me.
"I know you! You're him, from my dream!" I whimpered. He grinned at me, smiling as easily as the dragon slayer I was looking for. The only differences were that this guy was slimmer, slightly taller, his hair was blonde, his acicular eye were pointed downwards instead of up and out. But he had the same defined muscles, the hair had the same messiness as the other dragon slayers I knew, but one piece of his profile stood out most. On his arms, he wore a pair of navy blue gloves. Navy blue gloves. His smirk finally reached my eyes when I raised them from his arms. He reached out and gently tugged at a lock of my blonde hair, letting it slide away from his fingers.
"So you know me too, huh?" He whispered, his smile sending a strange frisson down my spine. At that very moment, a small feather landed on his hand, followed by a large beam of fire. He pushed me out of the way and escaped it himself. After the smoke disappeared, I gaped at Natsu, who was standing right before me, his breathing harsh and his face a mask of intense fury.
"Get the hell away from her!" He roared, causing me to stumble back with fear. I slid back against the wall, pressing myself to it as Natsu began to duel with him, eventually managing to singe his hair with a small ball of fire. The other dragon slayer grunted with frustration, and jumped up, onto a roof, disappearing as the sun blocked our eyes. As I shielded my eyes, I heard a voice call out.
"By the way, Lucy, my name. It's Sting. Sting Eucliffe." It faded out when the sunlight shifted. I stood staring at the roof, before turning my gaze back to Natsu, who had turned round and was glaring at me.
"What were you thinking? Coming down a street like this on your own?" My mouth dropped open.
"There you are! Natsu! Lucy!" A small voice called. We turned as one to see Wendy, Gray and Erza jogging towards us, since there wasn't enough space in the area for any of them to run.
"You idiot! What were you thinking, leaving town on your own without telling anyone. Lucy was going out of her mind!" Erza scolded, smacking him on the head with an armour clad arm.
"OW!" He cried, clutching his head with mock agony. I stood back and watched as the others began quizzing Natsu, who was being stubborn and giving nothing away. Above his head, I could see Carla and Happy circling around with their wings. My hands began to tremble, and a strange burning sensation began to fill the back of my eyes and my head. No! Don't cry, Lucy! What reason do you have to cry? But it just wouldn't stop, the dry, burning feeling that was spreading down my throat. I threw myself forward, and Natsu turned just in time to catch me in his arms. I began pounding his chest and screaming.
"Why? Why can't you just talk to me? You're my best friend and you can't even tell me something that could possibly put me in danger? Natsu, why can't you just tell me?" My voice cracked at the last sentence, as I gave in to my tears and sank into his dismayed embrace, burying my face in his chest.

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We were seated in a small, quaint cafe at the train station. I hadn't spoken to anybody the whole ride here, just staring at my knotted fingers as I tried to push my scattered thoughts together. Natsu knew that they guy who saved me was a dragon slayer. That dragon slayer is the same person who appeared in my nightmare. That dragon slayer, is called Sting, and he wants to show me the wonders of magic. Except, I don't know what they are, and in my dream, Natsu told me that he would hurt me. Oh what do I do? Natsu won't speak to me, and that Sting guy is really cute . . .
"Lucy?" A small voice called out to me. Looking up, I saw everyone else looking at me from the door. Natsu was halfway there, his worry creased into his face.
"Lucy?" He repeated, "are you coming?" I nodded and rose from my seat, sullenly walking past him, past everyone else, back out into the open sunshine that seemed to be blinding my sense of understanding.

M-P: That's this chapter guys! Please don't forget to review, and yeah! Thanks for reading. I'll update as soon as humanly possible.